Pictures and stories

Ruined house, Gladesville.

Sun, 26 Feb 2012 10:30:06 +1100

Ruined house, Gladesville.

"The trail is the thing, not the end of the trail. Travel too fast, and you miss all you are..."

Sat, 25 Feb 2012 10:30:05 +1100

“The trail is the thing, not the end of the trail. Travel too fast, and you miss all you are traveling for.”

- Louis L’Amour

Chaplain’s House, Rozelle.

Fri, 24 Feb 2012 10:30:05 +1100

Chaplain’s House, Rozelle.

"He walked on the Embankment once under a dark red sunset. The red river reflected the red sky, and..."

Thu, 23 Feb 2012 10:31:05 +1100

“He walked on the Embankment once under a dark red sunset. The red river reflected the red sky, and they both reflected his anger. The sky, indeed, was so swarthy, and the light on the river relatively so lurid, that the water almost seemed of fiercer flame than the sunset it mirrored. It looked like a stream of literal fire winding under the vast caverns of a subterranean country.”

- G.K Chesterton

Blast furnace, Lithgow.

Wed, 22 Feb 2012 10:32:05 +1100

Blast furnace, Lithgow.

Ashen ghosts of a former life

Tue, 21 Feb 2012 20:00:59 +1100

Just finished proofing the text for my short story The Violin, from which the title of this post is derived. It will be included in the 2012 Short and Twisted anthology from Celapene Press which I believe will be out around June.

"Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see."

Tue, 21 Feb 2012 10:32:05 +1100

“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”

- Mark Twain

Bowling green, Rozelle.

Mon, 20 Feb 2012 10:30:05 +1100

Bowling green, Rozelle.

"All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does..."

Sun, 19 Feb 2012 10:32:06 +1100

“All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost.”

- J.R.R Tolkien.

Fly, St Leonards.

Sat, 18 Feb 2012 10:30:06 +1100

Fly, St Leonards.

"The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn’t real. I know that, and I also know that..."

Fri, 17 Feb 2012 10:04:05 +1100

“The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn’t real. I know that, and I also know that if I’m careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle.”

- Stephen King

Abandoned lot, Pyrmont.

Thu, 16 Feb 2012 10:04:00 +1100

Abandoned lot, Pyrmont.

"The traveler sees what he sees. The tourist sees what he has come to see."

Wed, 15 Feb 2012 10:09:05 +1100

“The traveler sees what he sees. The tourist sees what he has come to see.”

- G.K Chesterton

Callan Park

Tue, 14 Feb 2012 11:04:00 +1100

I was out shooting on Sunday with Matt and we were exploring Callan Park, an old, semi-abandoned mental hospital in Sydney. While there I snapped a shot I’m rather proud of.

The shot is titled Bowling and it has quickly become one of my new favourites. It shows the hospital’s old bowling green (which is now just lawn) and the rather sad and lonely clubhouse that once overlooked it. It’s located in a rather central spot in relation to the wards so you can only imagine the hub of social activity it once was.

Keep an eye out for it next week.

Surf Rescue boat, Darling Harbour.

Tue, 14 Feb 2012 10:08:00 +1100

Surf Rescue boat, Darling Harbour.

"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."

Mon, 13 Feb 2012 10:04:06 +1100

“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

- A.A Milne

St Mary’s Cathedral, Sydney.

Fri, 10 Feb 2012 10:04:00 +1100

St Mary’s Cathedral, Sydney.

"Never confuse movement with action."

Thu, 09 Feb 2012 10:04:05 +1100

“Never confuse movement with action.”

- Ernest Hemingway

Wentworth Park, Pyrmont.

Wed, 08 Feb 2012 10:04:00 +1100

Wentworth Park, Pyrmont.

"We read to know that we are not alone."

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 10:05:06 +1100

“We read to know that we are not alone.”

- C.S Lewis